Bio Poem

I thought I'd let the boys speak for themselves today.

That's what they called it, a "bio poem" and they both wrote one for the Parent Information Night (henceforth called PIN) at the elementary school they attend.  Honestly, we almost missed them, but we saw a dad taking a picture of the wall and figured it out.  Marci had the wherewithal to grab her phone and snap a couple pics.

Zachary (which he is beginning to prefer over Zack, it turns out) is:  Loyal, Leader, Athletic, Religious He is all that, precisely.  He feels Gloomy when Alone, Scared when something new is going on and Angly (angry) when Bossed around.  He does need his cats his stuffed bear and to remember to feed the cats.  Honestly, I didn't know he fears being alone the dark and hights (heights, but, really, who can spell that?)

He does love him some tacos, but, that's a post for another day.

Nick's says he's Funny, eager, athletic, restless and wiled (wild).  If only I knew myself so well.  He is those things, especially wiled.  He loves his suffit (stuffed) buffilo (buffalo) Buffy.  He fears storms, being alone, and being hit with a baceball (baseball) and truly he feels curious because I'm always thinking.

Poignant?  I think so.

Revealing?  Very much so.

Essential?  Yep.

Adorable nonsense?  As good as it gets.

Sacred?  Your call...


From Marci's "... things you don't expect to hear from the backseat ..."

N: "I went to get my shoes and socks and accidentally started to take off my clothes."

Z: "Hey! That's MY job."

(at least he knows he is the absent-minded professor)


It really is a Zack thing.  I mean Zachary...